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so if polyjuice supposedly changes your dna to the point where the only parts of yourself that you retain are your thoughts, what would happen if a werewolf drank it on the night of the full moon? would nothing happen? would they look like a completely different wolf if they did transform? would they transform in the same way as before? if so, does that mean the mind is “infected”, rather than the body? or is it both? so many questions, but no research that can be done.

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Important about Tumblr posts

Do not tag "epilepsy" use "eyestrain" instead to save Epileptic life

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"Eyestrain" and "flashing" are safe to use as a tag and save many folks

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Love without Sex

I’m doing a Philosophy paper on Asexuality. Please reblog if you think Love without Sex is possible! I really need the data. Like if you think love has to have sex.

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I'M DOING AN EXPERIMENT

To prove something to a friend, please

REBLOG IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES

LIKE IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS DON’T BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES

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why are people against being on the floor it’s good

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If you like the word “queer” reblog.

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the "slob but also a perfectionist" squad

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a fucking materpiece 

“I want to speak to a manager,” the middle-aged woman said in her stern I-used-to-be-a-soccer-mom-ten-years-ago voice, looking down at me over the top of her Gucci reading glasses.

A wicked grin split across my face and the gates of Hell opened up behind me, releasing a gust of hot wind that whipped my apron around my body and forced the woman to shield her face. Demons came forth, dancing around in flames with songs of, “She wants to speak to a manager. Did you hear that? She wants to speak to a manager!” before erupting into earsplitting shrieks of laughter, none louder than my own cackling.

I took in the woman’s look of utter horror before my eyes rolled back into my head and I growled,

“I am the manager.”

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my friends is “oh devil”. no matter what the slight inconvenience.

my favorite thing to say as a reaction to stuff is “dear lord” i say it at least 10 times a day

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just ate some biscuits

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i love when people are like “Oh my god, I couldn’t possibly imagine being asexual, how sad, you’re missing so much…” Bitch!!! You know what’s sad? Being gluten intolerant. If you placed two pills in front of me right now, one which would turn me allosexual and one which would enable me to tear into a freshly-baked oven-warm olive-and-rosemary ciabatta without utterly destroying my body, it would not even be a choice. “hyuhhh-duhhhh aren’t you worried you’ll die alone” aren’t you worried i’ll just launch myself over the bakery counter in our local grocery store one day and stuff croissants in my mouth like a starving racoon til i die and the whole place has to be closed down as a health risk while they peel my bloated body off the linoleum floor? You should be

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im so tired. earlier today i was drawing with a pencil and it went blunt so i tried to skake it so more inl would come out. didnt work :(

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Sirius, at like 3am: wanna hear a funny story?

Relugus, but a poor boy trying to get his treasured beauty sleep: ...

Regulus: I don’t have the time to listen to your autobiography, thanks

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is it just me who finds it weird that harry can only see the thestrals after he sees cedric die, when he was literally less than a foot away from his mother when she was murdered? so technically he would’ve been able to see the thestrals from the very beginning?